【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

The whole process of the auction was extremely painful. Only Miyamoto Kishi on the stage sang a one-man show intermittently with his voice as if the WIFI signal was not good, and the audience was completely a mime scene.

The puppet-like guests numbly raised the signs in their hands to complete the bidding process. The strange atmosphere made the few normal people among them feel strong discomfort.

The detective team tried various ways to move secretly. However, as long as any of them showed the slightest intention of leaving the chair, two white bone claws would quietly appear on their shoulders. .

Except for Ran who was unconscious, Kazuha who was shivering, and Kaito Kuroba who had expected it and didn't want to waste his efforts, the rest of the team all had the same appearance of one person holding two claws.

Oh, except Conan.

Perhaps because of his height, the bone claws on his side were not locked on the little detective's shoulders, but on his forehead. While Conan was stiff and sweating, he even felt as if the bone claws were faintly rubbing back and forth on his forehead.

Wrong, delusion.

How could the bone claws pinch him? Hehehe.

Detective Bai Ma took out his handkerchief in disgust and wiped the bone claws on his shoulders, then looked at his coat with a look of collapse.

I guess the first thing the young master did after he was able to move freely was to throw away his coat.

Human movement is tightly restricted, and birds are no exception.

Before Watson could get out of the shadow of the bird that failed to lead the way, he was caught in a net bag protruding from somewhere, leaving only half of the "ga" that stopped abruptly and a few flying feathers.

"Watson!"

The white horse detective's eyes widened, he did not expect that someone would snatch the bird so blatantly.

In a secret room upstairs, Ruo Muliang looked at Watson, who was tightly tied up in a net bag like an old hen, and stretched out his fingers to touch its feathers.

Watson angrily glared at the baby face who was carrying him like a chicken. When Ruo Muliang reached out his hand for the second time, his sharp beak pecked his fingers hard... and missed.

Those white hands were sizzling with electric light. I don’t know if the skin and flesh on the other side will be ripped open if I peck at it, but I might be familiar with it.

Watson:......

No, I won’t bully the eagle like this.

Satisfied, Ruo Muliang held the obedient eagle in his arms and slowly stroked it, sighing with regret.

I still like your unruly look at the beginning.

Then I might be able to taste what roasted eagle tastes like.

Downstairs, the detective team whose first trial operation failed turned on the team voice, analyzed it for a long time with reasonable evidence, and unanimously concluded that if the villa owner had a bad intention to show them this section, it was indeed based on the scene forty years ago. If they were to recreate it, I'm afraid they would have to wait until the two unidentified men appeared and the whole hall became chaotic before they could get the chance to move freely.

However, at the same time, they may also face the desperate pursuit of more than 50 irrational people.

No, considering Sangria's style, they will definitely be hunted down.

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It turns out the detectives were right.

When Miyamoto Kishi knocked the small round hammer on the auction table, declaring that the first half was temporarily over, Bai Sensen's bone claws withdrew from the detective team one after another.

After resting for a while, Kazuha, who had temporarily recovered, took Xiaolan from Kuroba Kaito's shoulder to take care of her temporarily.

The people in the detective team got off the hot seats one after another and briefly moved their muscles. But before they could take any further action, they heard a dull knock on the door.

The green light in the living room suddenly went out.

Kazuha was startled, and subconsciously hugged the unconscious Xiaoran tightly in his arms, and moved closer to Hattori Heiji. Conan stood at their feet, raised his head, and looked at the door with a solemn expression.

According to the previous story, the two mysterious men who brought about the murder are about to appear!

She previously felt that the lights in this living room were too eerie and weird, but now that the lights were turned off for less than 10 seconds, she had already begun to miss the miserable scene just now.

"It happened...I'm going to run!!"

Kuroba Kaito, who has good night vision, was the first to react. He noticed that the moment the lights went out, the guests not far away from them silently gathered around them.

? You didn't turn on the lights, so you just stopped acting, right?

Kuroba Kaito looked at the guest closest to him, his whole face fell to the ground with a slap, and his scalp suddenly felt numb.

Although he has never seen ghost scenes such as Hundred Ghosts Night Parade, he has played some horror games. In these horror games, when ghosts reveal their true colors, it is usually when they want to attack.

Right?

You can't possibly want to say, I'm embarrassed, can you lend me yours?

Douzi ran away without thinking, and lovingly pulled the white horse detective who was still struggling with his "dirty" coat.

When passing by He Ye, he picked up the unconscious Xiaolan, roughly identified the direction, and ran towards the restaurant first.

Take the bamboo shoots, that little boy.

In the restaurant, he emphatically told them the story that happened 40 years ago, and then in the living room, such a first-hand reenactment of the scene made everyone, including him, think that there would be someone during the intermission of the auction. Two mysterious men appear, and everything that happens next will be a 40:1 restoration of what it was 1 years ago.

Who would have thought that as soon as the lights are turned off, people will really lose face!

Inertial thinking kills people!

Although the other detectives do not have the exaggerated night vision ability of Kaitou Kidd, as a detective, it is professionalism to carry a small prop such as a flashlight and magnifying glass with you.

As the first flashlight light hit the shameless guest who had moved to their side at some point, everyone's scalps exploded and they ran away without thinking.

Oh, Hattori Heiji had the foresight to wait for 2 seconds with open hands.

After Yuan Shan and Ye finished screaming and fell into his arms with their eyes rolled up, they picked up their frightened little girlfriend and sprinted 800 meters. He quickly overtook Motegi Haruka, who was carrying Senma Yoyo and escaping.

Granny Qianjian, who was carried on her shoulders, looked at Kazuye with envious eyes.

Brother Motegi, I'm old, and I don't want to be hugged by a princess, but... if it doesn't work, you can just put me under your arm. Your shoulders are really so tight.

Fortunately, the group of ghosts chasing them made no sound, but their movements were not too fast. Whether it was a few running away with heavy loads, Conan with short legs, or adhering to the tradition of science. , wearing a pair of sky-high guns, Ikumi Tian, ​​all escaped the pursuit safely this time.

Well, temporarily.

After the group of people ran out of the living room door one after another, Hattori and Motegi Haruka worked together to close the heavy door between the living room and the dining room, temporarily blocking the group of unknown things that had mutated into something. Behind the door.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The continuous banging sound shook the solid wooden door of the restaurant, and a crack appeared on the thick door panel after a few blows.

The detectives who were still out of breath had no choice but to grit their teeth and get up again. They worked together to carry the large solid wood dining table in the restaurant and blocked it behind the door. They also moved all the chairs and set them up with each other as supports to block the back of the dining table, forming a Got a pretty solid stand.

After doing all this, everyone sat down on the ground and gasped for air. Even Baima Tan, who had a slight mysophobia, didn't bother to tidy up his image and leaned on the sideboard to regain his strength.

At this time, the two girls who had passed out earlier were happier.